She raided their settlements in shifts, staggering her kills from tribe to tribe, undiscriminating of their petty politics. Do you remember what I said when you took me at the Mint four days ago? I told you my turn would come. Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. ’ He bowed. She shook her head.
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